All Chapters of Knotted By The Bully Hockey Star: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

BOOK 2 {Aria and Lucien Romance}Aria’s POVAs I walk toward the entrance, I push open the door to the hockey dressing room. The room I am supposed to find Alexio after his game.My heart is still pounding hard from the victorious cheers outside the rink. The victory over the Regalis Wolves fills me with so much excitement. Alexio’s team completely won the hockey game tonight, and I can already picture the proud smile on his face when he sees me waiting for him.“I can’t wait to hug him so tight.” I say to myself.And the thought of it fills me with so much joy.Alexio is my Alpha. The man who promises to officially claim me under the Golden Moon in just three months.“I will make you my Luna, my sweet girl.”These were his words, and I am so excited for the festival already.It’s the moment I’ve dreamed about for as long as I can remember.The minute I step inside the dressing room, I can already feel the warm air around me. The room still smells of people’s sweat, victorious, and

Aria’s POVMy vision becomes blurry as I struggle to make my way toward the opposite exit of the dressing room.My legs still feel very weak, and every step is harder than the last.The tears refuse to stop. They keep pouring down my face no matter how hard I try to hold them back. At first, I wipe them away, but it quickly becomes pointless. More tears replace the ones I brush aside, leaving my cheeks warm, wet, and stained.“I can’t stay here any longer, I need to leave.”Every part of this room reminds me of the painful scene I just witnessed. His cold voice keeps echoing in my mind. I can still see the cruel smile on his face, and Yvette’s mocking laughter plays over and over in my ears as if it never stopped.The memories keep coming, making it difficult to breathe. It feels like someone has reached into my chest, grabbed my heart, and is squeezing it so tightly that it can barely keep beating. The pain is so overwhelming that I feel like I might collapse.I lower my head, ho

Lucien’s POV I step into the meeting room moments after walking past Aria in the hallway. By the time I enter, a few of the players are already inside, talking among themselves while the rest continue to walk in. The room hums with casual conversations and the occasional burst of laughter, but there I can still feel the tension beneath the excitement.Within a few minutes, everyone has taken their seats.The chatter gradually fades until the room falls into silence.Every player here knows exactly why we’ve been called in today after the match.The Bluerinks Championship is only a few weeks away.Which means, every training session, and every strategy could determine whether we lift the trophy or walk away empty-handed. There is no more room for failure here. Every choice matters, and every player can feel the weight of what’s coming.At the front of the meeting room, Coach Rufus stands with his usual commanding presence.He has a tablet in one hand, and his eyes are all over the t

Lucien’s POVAlexio and I were supposed to meet up tonight.The plan was simple. We were going to have dinner at a quiet restaurant where we could relax and talk without any distractions. That was what he originally had in mind.But somehow, the evening doesn’t go as planned.Instead, our quiet dinner turns into a night out in a club.We find ourselves sitting inside one of the busiest clubs in the city.Surrounded by flashing lights, booming music, and the endless noise of people enjoying themselves.The air is filled with the rich smell of expensive liquor, mixed with the scent of designer cologne and perfume.Everywhere I look, people are laughing loudly, dancing without any worry, and raising their glasses as they celebrate the night together.Somewhere across the club, I see someone singing terribly along with the music, completely off-key.Normally, it would have made me laugh.But tonight, none of it is enough to pull my attention away.My eyes stay on Alexio.He’s stretched ou

Aria’s POVHis eyes turn to me. He walks a bit closer. “How's your therapy with my best friend going?” His voice carries no emotion. I don't answer right away. “Look, I honestly don’t mind,” he says casually, his voice is still calm.“Lucien’s aromantic anyway. He doesn’t have romantic feelings for anyone.”He shrugs like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.“He doesn’t give a damn about relationships,” he continues without a trace of hesitation. “He never has.”My stomach sinks.I blink several times, trying to make sense of what I just heard.Aromantic?The word sounds strange in my head. It doesn’t match the image of Lucien at all.My thoughts drift back to the voice note he sent me. That deep, smooth voice still lingers in my mind, wrapping around my thoughts like a soft blanket. Even now, just remembering it makes something inside me tremble.Then I remember the way he looks at people. The quiet confidence he carries. The calm, steady presence that seems to fill every r